Come Back to Me

"Tracy..."

He didn't notice his anxiety in his tone.

Her way was blocked by Brody. When Tracy was going to push away Brody who was standing in front of the door, she found that she was so weak that she was held into his arms.

He held her soft hand.

Brody frowned and shouted at her angrily, "can't you speak?"

Looking at her pale and stubborn face, he had some inexplicable feelings in his heart.

His heart trembled with the bleeding hand.

As she caught the subtext of his words, she gave a bitter and beautiful smile and said, "Brody, I don't care about your pity at all."

She tried to withdraw her hand, but it was too soft to lift a little bit of strength.

The porcelain seemed to be getting deeper and deeper.

Brody carefully held up both of her hands to see, which hurt Tracy deeply.

"Ray, fetch a bowl of water and a knife from the kitchen." Turning around, Brody said softly to Ray.

Ray nodded his head obediently.

With his brows furrowed, he bent over to check her palm.

The bloody shredded porcelain was inserted into her flesh.

"Does it hurt?"

Brody looked at Tracy and said.

His tone was a kind of pampering blame.

He seemed to be complaining about her unruly behavior.

He was complaining that she didn't take good care of herself.

"It's none of your business." Tracy said while withdrawing her hands back

She stared at him stubbornly, and her eyes were full of disgust.

"Tracy Don't be so ungrateful! "

He shouted angrily and felt uncomfortable when she looked at him in disgust.

"That's ridiculous."

She turned her head.

After a few seconds, Tracy ran towards the door through Brody's inattention.

"Come here?"

Seeing that Tracy was about to run to the door. Brody pulled a long face.

Then, he grabbed her arm and pulled her inside. At this moment, on the floor of the study, on the ground, Tracy's clothes and even her little face were stained with blood.

Brody's hands were scarlet with blood too. He directly lifted her to his chest when he saw that Tracy was stubbornly glaring at him again.

Pulling the chair aside.

Ray nodded to Brody and walked out quietly when he sent the basin and the knife.

He didn't even cast a glance at Tracy from beginning to end.

However, there was sadness on Tracy's face

Roy was just a kid, but he had already learned how to pretend to be nice to others. The fierceness and coldness of Ray in front of Tracy was in sharp contrast to his obedience in front of Brody.

thought Ray were two boy.

"Ah --"

brought her back

crumpled because of the pain and she withdrew

Brody forcibly. "Don't move."

coldly,

order to take the pieces out, he had

Would hurt.

at the pale face of Tracy, and his heart

couldn't bear to see her in

"No --"

as the point of the knife touched her hand, she withdrew her hand timidly.

was almost fainted by the sharp knife, not to mention the knife directly passed

take her hand back, but failed, because her hand was tightly held

the blood stained

her eyes, which were full

"You know it hurts?"

of your business. You don't have to be

out the last word, she took a leap from

by blood

"Have a seat --"

sort of threatening

much more stubborn than

"No --"

shook her

looked at him coldly, "Brody, are you worried

at him

stunned. It seemed that he remembered what he was doing after being reminded by Tracy.

He pulled her to a chair and placed her on it.

me to care about

He snorted.

furious that he tightly pressed

you

to threaten.

hurt so much and

she was going to

"A little bit painful..."

said with

heart skipped a beat when

little pain flashed through her

was very feeble, but she was still

her eyes, Tracy didn't say anything but stared at her own palm.

you feel painful, you can

at her. Then he made

that, he pointed the sharp knife at the wound on her

to be stabbed into her

kind of fear rose from the bottom of his

was also because her own thought was making

was to be stabbed into her body, it must be shaken back and forth in her flesh. Cut the wound on her palm

"Hmm --"

the sharp knife was stuck in her palm, Tracy almost let out a

teeth,

"Clap -"

on Brody's hand and made a clear

know whether it was her tears or her

held the hilt of the knife. He was a little hesitant when he felt the liquid on his hand. But soon he made up his

easily. He gritted her teeth and pierced the knife a few inches deeper, although he tried

pain in her palm seemed to affect her

knife cutting her body.

little face was twisted from tangle to twisted. Because of the pain, her whole body could not help but twist on the

her eyes finally could not help

cut and

wanted to cry out several times

"Idiot --"

finally couldn't do